The Things You Do For Love {Discontinued 4 Rewrite}

14

"Mm..." Marinette's bluebell eyes slowly fluttered open, hazy and nauseous. 

Where was she?

All she could remember before blacking out was going backstage to meet the models before something hit her... and Chat was there...

Maybe a stage light or a prop fell onto her. 

"You're finally awake." 

Her eyes widened at the voice. It sounded so much like..

"YOU!" she hissed, shuffling against the cold wood floor. The room she was in dimly lit, decorated with weapons and mute colors. A king sized bed was lined with blankets and pillows. Beside that, another bed. Marinette gasped. He wasn't going to... please, no.

"Yes, me." the guy from the gala, the handsome one, knelt in front of her, shirtless with only his tight leggings on. On one arm, a tattoo sleeve with Japanese demons, or oni, and blooming lilypad flowers. It was an odd sort of tattoo sleeve, but on him, god, it suited him so well. 

On his toned chest, right above his heart, was a demon head with an 'R' in between its horns. 

"W-where am I?! What are you-"

"Hush. It's better for you. You sound like a dying fish," Marinette sputtered, offended. A dying fish?! He must have a death wish. 

"ExCUSE me?!" Marinette choked out. After finally being brought back to reality, she did have to admit, she sounded like a sputtering fish out of water. The mysterious guy who kidnapped 'tted' from his nightstand, where he was stitching up a wound on his arm. Marinette hadn't noticed it before. 

"So maybe you were right about the fish part... but why did you bring me here? Why the hell am I tied up like some... some..." Marinette growled. "Some sort of wild animal!"

"I would never do that to an animal. After all, they actually have vital roles in this world." Marinette glared, baring her teeth. 

"And humans DON'T?!" 

The man shrugged. "Most. All of them are incredibly annoying though. Kind of like you, but..." he turned, emerald eyes the only visible thing in the shadows of his bedroom. She seethed through her teeth, using her rope-free legs to scoot her away. 

"Why are you moving away? I'm not planning on doing anything to you. You can stop looking at me like I'm some middle-aged pedophile getting ready to violate you. I'm not interested in women." 

(Note: Damian is bisexual in this fic - I wanted him to play hard to get with Marinette before... yeah. Just a note. He's only really attracted to men at first, then he starts being attracted to both guys and females when... yeah.) 

"I... okay, but why am I here? Why am I tied up, why am I here?" 

"Isn't it obvious?" he applied some sort of lotion over his tattooed arm. "You hold the ladybug miraculous. My grandfather has plans for what to do with both you and the miraculous powers. After all, you were part of Agreste's deal. Gabriel really wanted his wife revived."

"AGRESTE'S DEAL-" her eyes widened. Agreste's deal. That's why she saw Emilie's case. That's why... no. "W-wait..." that's why her class was invited to the gala. Not because of the partnership; it was so they could take her. And Chat... is Adrien... who's Gabriel's son. 

Gabriel made a deal with a gang of assassins... who were looking for a miraculous. Adrien possesses a miraculous... and wouldn't necessarily turn evil unless...

"Hawkmoth is..." tears brimmed in her eyes. 

"I see you found out." Marinette gasped. Tears slipped out of her eyes. Is that why... Hawkmoth had been Gabriel the whole time. Gabriel was Hawkmoth. Hawkmoth was Gabriel. Adrien was the son of Hawkmoth...

"no...no, no, NO!" she screamed, squirming in her rope hold. Back at his nightstand, Damian sighed. Marinette's screams became louder. He frowned, slamming his bottle of ointment onto his stand. He exhaled, walking over to Marinette. 

"HELP! HELP ME! CHLOE! KAGAMI! NINO! ALIX! KIM! ANYONE PLEASE!" she cried. 

"Normally I like to hear the screams of agony from people, but really. All that screaming is useless," he told the sobbing Marinette. She only cried harder, yelling louder. It really sounded as if they were doing the 'forbidden™' and it annoyed Damian even more. He grabbed a piece of cloth from his set of armor laying on his bed, pressing it over Marinette's mouth. 

"Shut. It. If you stop crying, I might explain the situation to you." 

Marinette's eyes crinkled. She slowly nodded. Damian huffed, removing the piece of fabric. He then flipped her over, undoing the ropes that tied her together. She immediately recoiled, swinging a fist at Damian. 

He caught it easily, clamping his palm over it. "Really, fighting isn't going to get you out of this. Plus, you're malnourished and sweaty. I wouldn't want to faint again. Who knows? You might end up in another country. Speaking of which..." 

"Welcome... to Infinity Island." 

-

Knock, knock. 

Ashe paused, turning towards the door. She bit her lip, sighing heavily. She glared at Bruce, doing her best to calm herself as she walked to the door. 

"Look, I know you probably want pictures or whatever, but we're-" 

"WHERE IS SHE?!" hands grabbed the front of Ashe's tank top, pulling her closer. Outside, a group of about six or seven stood, angry or worried looking. Ashe ripped the hand off her shirt. 

"What are you- Chloe?" her eyebrow arched at the sight of the mayor's daughter. Chloe was one of Marinette's friends...

"Cut the shit. We know you took Marinette, and we won't-" 

"Wait, wait, wait. What are you going off about?" Duke and the others appeared at the door, all confused at the sudden intrusion. 

"What am I going off- you took Marinette! I know you did! We know you did!" Chloe shouted, holding up her phone. Sure enough, fingerprints and blood records popped up on the screen. The Batfam all looked at one another. 

"Those aren't ours..." Jason looked closer at the fingerprints. 

"How do you know that? I know who you are, Jason Todd. Or should I say," Chloe swiped onto her phone. "RED HOOD." on her phone, a security camera captured Jason's unmasked face. He still had his domino mask on underneath it, but the hair...

"That could be anyone. Red Hood could just be some old military veteran with grey hairs." 

Chloe raised an eyebrow. "Can you explain how the blood samples match up with yours? And your DNA?" 

Jason's eyes widened. All eyes went to him. 

"And you," Chloe glared at Cass. "Pieces of fabric and blood. All show signs of belonging to you, Black Bat." 

(t.b.c) 

I finally got inspo! yay!